Isabel Lyrics by John Denver

Isabel is waitingIn a room of many shadowsHer eyes like flashing diamondsShining brightly from the seaHer hair in silken tressesLike a road around her shouldersHiding tantalizing treasuresThat the sun has never seen

Isabel is watchingLike a princess from the mountainsFor the first soft snows of winterAnd the icy winds they bringWith a whisper of her sadnessIn the passing of the summerHer crown is wide red rosesWith a lace of forest green

And she wraps her arms around me and she sighsAnd she seems to be in silence with her eyesAnd her hair upon my pillow comforts me

Isabel is weepingAnd her eyes are full of wonderShe knows that it's the time for herAnd she cannot understandShe's a mistress of the moonlightTo the stars she is a sisterAnd the morning now awaits herTo betray her once again

And she whispers as she sadly slips awayThen she smiles because there's nothing left to sayAnd she takes with her the sadness and the sun